A deer,
Lost in the woods
Can't stop and ask for directions
From the tigers in the tree
Can't run and hide,
For they know his scent too well
Can't even fly away like the birds
Suddenly one starts to move
He senses danger
They are upon him
They have each other
He is alone
They will survive
He will soon die
If only he could vanish
Fade away and move on
This may save him
This might be
His only chance of living
His only chance to be free.